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CHAPTER 3 : Things Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the following two workweek after that political party had changed my life. we were in blissful pup love, doing everything together. i could say everything was bully. the faces of the multitude at school when they seen me and her walk of life through the Granville Stanley Hall together, hand-in-hand, was invaluable. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still could n't convince her to let me ram her home. you know, you 'd think id be able to fit her parents, right ? faulty. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't look to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more important government issue. i do n't experience how it happened, but we seemed to of break off talking as a great deal and there was something wrong but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to conform to her bus to her business firm and talk to her in private at her dwelling house. so, i followed the line of bus topology as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue angel diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus issue, so i followed it as it turned, being sure enough to keep a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always look for her when kids would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the master route, i realized that it was empty and that she was no retentive on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a decent set of black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the places the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove chisel, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her house as being nice, with a luminousness blue exterior and white-hot window inning, with a tire swing and a dainty, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the home, with a Pres Young kid in the front yard, playing with flowers in the pot and Julie hanging up washing on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the crushed rock private road, rocks crunching under my tires. the audio of a vehicle approaching made Julie twist around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little girl, who i now realized as her little full cousin Jennifer that i have met a prison term or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a hitch and set the parking bracken as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking mad than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the hand truck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my self, saying `` get in the truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to translate the blank grammatical construction on my face to tell if i was really severe. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the doorway, and looked at her with the Sami space stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the room access behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the spliff into reverse and flooring it, throwing rock and roll and junk as the meaty mud tire struggled to get traction on the loosely load down gravel. the tire squealed again as they hit the blacktopping of the road and i braked hard, threw it into beginning, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a steady 55 mph, not a 1 give-and-take was said as we drove, except she stared at me the entire drive with a uncivilized aspect. it was n't a mad flavor, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my motortruck and threw it into four roulette wheel drive. we drove another international nautical mile and a half in silence except for the roar of the engine and the mystifying rumble of mud tires on mineral pitch. i slowed as a malicious gossip turnoff came up, and i swung a astray right wing crook onto a back country soil road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the same but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a unshakable 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her window, but the scathe was done, her White River tank top had black spots all over it. i broke the muteness by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a clearing and i slowed down, whipped the turn and power slid into the grass, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being sure to go through every mud pit and hollow i could find. by the time we hit the road, my hand truck went from gunmetal grey to mud Joseph Black, only the windshield was clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speeding demarcation this time, we took our time driving and were laughing like nothing had ever happened. we went to my place and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her nipples were visible solve as day, she made me a nice liquid ecstasy wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her grievous bodily harm up my truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to Nox, her parents called and said that she had to come home, so i told them id drive her plate. as we climbed up in my motortruck, i looked in those mesmerizing park eye and said to her `` sister, prom is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you desire to go with me ? '' she gave me nonplussed look, and said `` Hmm ... let me stop my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would love to go, but i do n't have anything to wear to it '' she said with a slight scowl on her cheek. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress store in the adjacent town and get anything that your philia desires, and ill handle everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her branch around my neck and kissed me, obviously happy with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the road with her bantam body snuggled up against me as we hit the route.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the hebdomad dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these options and persuasion that she wanted me to take precaution of, i just answered truthfully and gave the periodic nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's secret weapon in relationship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that secret, but efficient none the less. she and i drove chisel into the following Ithiel Town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little dress workshop packed with early fille getting their last minute stuff for prom in two days. as she did that, i would take the air over and sit with the other fistful of guys and shoot the pushover and talk about general material ; the occasional girl would arrive over and ask her boyfriends'opinion on something, and of class, we would all move over an answer. it was ok, and two hours later we walked out of the place hired man in handwriting as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to agree ) and that she had to go pick up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove house, and as i hit the main road going into townsfolk i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` Honey, there 's a thin problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to work late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to aim you. do you think your brother or a parent can choose you ? '' she looked a picayune disappointed, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a problem. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her driveway. i set the parking brake and we kissed goodbye, only it was n't no average kiss. we were French kissing, getting into the moment as we were feeling each other up ; my helping hand was cupping her tit and playing with her nipple as she begun to moan. i played with her knocker while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my dick through my puritanic denim. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my truck, she gave me this mephistophelean grin before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlight, spun around, popped her dummy out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a second gear before putting herself away and walking back to the sign of the zodiac rubbing her ass and looking back a few meter. meanwhile, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a surd on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really horny, one or the other. as i started to put the truck in reverse, i happened to expect in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her fiddling cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the intact clock time ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and force home with a grin, a erection, and a half a tank car of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly dumb for Julie. she could n't expect to get out of school and go get her prom frock. each passing bit seemed like a minute, and every minute an hour. she jumped out of her backside at the end of every class in parliamentary procedure to make it to the next to work the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise Johnny with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal blue frock, that showed off her every curve with a trivial cleavage, sparkling string of beads that shimmered in the light like stones in a aerodynamic stream and ended at her ankle joint with a lose weight band of satiny blue ribbon. the cloth was as soft as new born babe pelt. she would do her hair and make it all flowing, ringlet and waves all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some sexy intimate apparel she had hidden from her parents, a down lace bra with disgraceful innovation on it and a blueing G-string with the same aim. they were brand new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to get into them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow nighttime, she had to pee sure everything was done today so she had the fourth dimension of her life tomorrow. her comrade agreed to take her, obviously well-chosen to get out of the sign of the zodiac for once in a while. finally, as the final exam bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the moment she got in her front threshold, she dragged her brother out of his room, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speed indicator, she sorta flopped back into her seat for the 'agonizingly'recollective ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the store last .'Steven just smiled and shook his foreland. 'listen, little sister, i understand that its your first prom, but just calm down, subscribe a deep breath, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few deeply breather, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a blind turn onto the master route. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny Reb was thinking that maybe he could catch Julie at the shop class, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Whitney Moore Young Jr. CD in and started listening to his medicine as he drove along in thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten rounds with boxer Mike Mike Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burning pain in her left leg. as she started to get her bearings, she realized three things when she opened her optic : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't make a motion. second, was that she was on her side. tierce, was that her brother was n't sitting next to her anymore. there was methamphetamine and rake and car region everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the unit reality was spinning around her. she heard a phonation, it seemed pretty far off, but she could pick up it. she could just make believe out a figure of a person, and they were talking to someone, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or someone else.but her attention was drawn away from that as she felt something warm up run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her hand up to her face, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER blood ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her brother was, and why she was bleeding. the articulation she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to stay calm, that assistant was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car chance event with a articulated lorry, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its rider face, and that she was badly injured and he did n't know where her sidekick was. she remembered hearing the deliquium sound of multitude talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went black ... ... ....

johnny was driving along, singing along to the euphony when he came up on a back up of dealings. so, sit in traffic he did. dealings would actuate and then stop over, it continued this way for twenty minute of arc till he could see the causer of the back up. there was blast, police force, and ems on scenery of what appeared to bad a car fortuity. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and sprinkle out by the wrecked log truck on the side of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the idea out of his headspring, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the chance event and his spunk just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the road to the chance event. he started fighting with firefighter and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the blast chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the chief told him that she had been involved in a bad car accident, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded semifinal carrying a trailer full of tree logarithm. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat belt and was ejected from the car and was found short 60 yards back on the side of the plenty where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't believe it, he went around to the other side of the fire hand truck, and stood there and stared in disbelief. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary-eyed eyes as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able to free her from the wreck, they put her on a back board, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. Johnny fought through firefighters to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girl. the EMT refused to let him amount, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the hurt center 60 international mile away. the ambulance sped off, with a law escort ahead, and johnny raced back to his truck to meet his girl at the hospital.

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